Trzymać Się

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He held her fast as if to
hold her together.
Held her because to let
her go would mean to see
her shatter across the carpet.
And though he knew her heart
was crumbling not for him,
but for another, he held
her anyway- and tighter still-
for fear of losing her
to herself.

Yes, he held her and did not
set her down, and the shards
of her soul trembled loosely,
both in gratitude and in guilt
born of selfishness, that
someone would not let her go,
would hold her together until
the pieces of her being grew
slowly back to where they
were- or close to it.

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